…and now for something completely different…

    …a scotsman on a horse…

    I just started Anna Kerenina by Leo Tolstoy. I’m pretty sure I read this in college, but I may be getting Tolstoy mixed up with Kafka. Hmm, who wrote about the kid who turned into a giant cochroach again? For the last year or so I’ve been on a sci-fi kick. I’ve grown a bit tired of it and was craving something different.

    Walking around Barnes and Noble I saw Anna Kerenina and was put off initially by the giant Oprah’s Book Club sash wrapped around it. You’ve got to hand it to Oprah though – she’s inspired untold bajillions of people to read who would otherwise being watching, um, The Oprah show. Anyway, I’ve read a few of the books on her list like She’s Come Undone, Midwives, The Reader, The Poisonwood Bible, House of Sand and Fog, A Lesson Before Dying, East of Eden, and One Hundred Years of Solitude. Some more recently than others. Some as much as 15 years ago. I find the selections Oprah chooses to sometimes be depressing or hard to get through. She’s Come Undone made me want to put my head into a nice gastastic oven. On the other hand I liked House of Sand and Fog and I love Steinbeck.

    This new version of Anna Kerenina appears to be a new translation and is getting good reviews. It’s like 800 pages long so it’s going to take me a while to read. At least a week ;-) . I hope it’s more exciting than Moby Dick. I read that one summer when I was like, um, much younger, just for the hell of it and it bored the frickin’ bajesus out of me. I learned more about whale fat (and since forgotten) than one really needs to know. Greatest novel of all time!? I’ve got your greatest novel of all time right here pal! That’s two months of my life I’ll never get back! I could have been reading the rest of my Hardy Boys collection!

    Anyway, I’ll let you know how it goes. Should be fun.